Chapter 318 - Tactical Key
Bang! ~
Except for Chen Fei, who was in a state of man-machine integration, no one heard the heavy collision between the light spell shield covering the 211 machine in the sky and the pseudo-flying dragon FA-143 that hit it head-on. Muffled sound.
"Yes, a magic shield?"
Deputy squadron leader "Devil Pepper" Illini Lucius, who was closest and witnessed the light dissipating, said to herself in surprise. .
In combat, situations change rapidly, and even the most experienced pilots cannot prevent accidents from happening.
Whatever happens, happens, this is fate, you have to accept it!
"Spell Shield?"
Tempern Schneider, the "Sauerkraut" in the back seat of Unit 212, had his eyes wide open.
“‘Sauerkraut’, don’t be stunned!”
The "Devil Pepper" Illini Lucius in the front seat noticed something strange about the fire controller in the back seat. She quickly urged and released a missile, forcing away a mutant that was trying to rush over and take advantage.
The missiles caught up, and the False Dragon FA-143's ability to deal with combat missiles was almost zero. It basically relied on instinct and the maneuverability of flapping wings.
Boom! ~
The fireball exploded, and the pseudo-flying dragon FA-143 failed to escape. After being swallowed up by the fire, it fell to the ground in pieces.
"'Peanut Butter', don't worry, you can hit it. 'Rookie' is a metal superpower. With him here, Unit 211 is not as fragile as you think, not to mention that there is Xiao Jiu here. I saw it. Is it a light spell shield just now?”
The thoughtful "Devil Pepper" Ilene Lucius immediately reminded Squadron Leader Chekov of his current advantages.
Gold power user + light monster, double insurance, isn’t this a flying tank?
“Huh?”
Chekov looked confused, he actually did such a trick.
“So, charge! Big bear!”
Chen Fei patted the back of the front seat.
“I’m not a big bear.”
The big bear is still talking hard.
"Peanut butter" is an ancestral call sign. In fact, almost everyone thinks that "big bear" is the most suitable for this guy. He is tall and thick, and the most arrogant among bears is a living bear in human form.
“Chirp!”
The little bird chirped happily.
"Devil Pepper" Illini Lucius reminded again: "There are not many mutants left, end the battle as soon as possible!"
"Got it!" Chekov said gruffly An angry response.
As the fire controller of the big bear, Chen Fei knew that the bear would need to be educated again.
Fire snakes crisscrossed the sky, and hunters and prey repeatedly changed positions. Generally speaking, the "Zhenxiang" squadron firmly had the upper hand. However, if they were careless, they would be counterattacked by these copycat flying dragons. It's not impossible.
Even though Chen Fei, a golden superpower, and Xiaojiu, a pure light bird, were blessing him, Chekov still couldn't let go. During the fight, he carefully kept a distance from the mutants he was fighting against.
Just kidding, flying a fighter jet like a tank is a tactic used by heretics.
He didn’t even dare to kill Chekov.
Chekhov's Big Bear was naturally unwilling, but the mutant flying species didn't think so. Without any warning, all the pseudo-flying dragons FA-143 collectively abandoned their opponents and pounced together. To Unit 211 where he and Chen Fei were.
“‘Peanut Butter’, watch out!”
"Squadron Captain! Be careful, they are coming for you..."
It is indeed a very cunning mutant. It actually knows that it is better to cut off one of its ten fingers than to hurt it. Rather than being shot down slowly, it is better to finish the work. In one battle, a "Big Mouth Monster" must be killed life or death.
“I knew it!”
Chen Fei sighed.
The light spell shield of Xiaojiu just now successfully attracted the attention of those mutants.
It has to be said that the mutants in the Hindu Kush Mountains are starting to become smarter and smarter. They are not like before, who were so stupid that they only knew how to get beaten and couldn't even hide.
Precisely because it is so easy to exterminate mutants, various air service bases are flocked to by military contractors. Owning an air service base is equivalent to sitting on a golden rice bowl and begging for a stable meal from the Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee. Unlike those colleagues who don't even have a decent base, they sit back and wait for missions to fall from the sky, and may even be robbed by other colleagues. The two sides are in trouble and are confused.
"'Rookie,' sit tight! And Xiaojie, don't fly around..."
Chekhov's big bear howled and started to fly at its extreme limit. He controlled the "Big Mouth Monster" and tried his best to fight left and right under the trap of the pseudo-flying dragon FA-143, seeming to escape from the trap of these mutant flying species.
Even wingman No. 212 was thrown far away.
However, those False Dragon FA-143s seemed to have their eyes on Unit 211, chasing it regardless.
“Know! Got it!”
Chen Fei responded weakly. This small overload was not a problem for him at all, not to mention that it can be effective in the state of man-machine integration. Avoiding the momentum of the overload peak, this invisible kinetic energy is like a ball of soft mercury, rolling back and forth inside the body along with the maneuvering posture.
The little bird's body was shining brightly, and a palm-sized light spell shield protected him. He actually knew how to add a BUFF to himself first to protect his fragile little body.
In fact, this was the main reason why Chen Fei and Chekov didn't want the little guy to get into the cockpit. Unexpectedly, the little guy thought of a way first.
However, as previously introduced in the intelligence, the False Dragon FA-143 is not even inferior to the "Big Mouth Monster" turboprop when accelerating at full speed.
Several False Dragon FA-143s surrounded Unit 211 tightly, not caring about a collision, or in other words, they just wanted to hit them.
The other pilots of the "Zhenxiang" squadron had no better way. They were unable to use missiles and rocket nests. They could only occasionally use cannons to make side shots. Even Chekov's wingman pilot " Even "Devil Pepper" Illini Lucius was unable to successfully get closer, and was forced away by these copycat flying dragons every time. The mutants were determined to take down the Big Bear's Unit 211.
The combat aircraft manufactured by humans are completely insufficient to fight head-on in the sky, and all they can rely on are sharp offensive weapons.
“Ahhhh! These bastards are crazy!”
Pushing and pulling the control stick desperately, pushing the throttle push rod all the way, Chekov kept stepping on the rudder board, trying to maintain the maneuvering energy required for the body to dodge flexibly, and often wandered on the edge of stalling.
The "Big Mouth Monster" is a statically stable turboprop. It is easy to recover from a stalled state. The simplest way is to let go of your hands and do nothing, and the machine body will naturally level out.
But at this juncture, stalling is equivalent to death without a burial place. Those desperate mutant pseudo-flying dragon FA-143 can attack the body casually.
It was too late, but it was soon, boom!
It really just happened!
Violent vibrations were clearly felt in the cockpit.
"It's over!" The big bear struggled to twist the joystick into a crutch and screamed at the top of his lungs. He was startled and shouted with horror on his face: "'Rookie,' don't eject yet." , don’t play!”
Ejection occurs one after another. If Chen Fei doesn’t eject, he can’t eject. Designs such as simultaneous ejection and automatic ejection have a high failure rate on the “Big Mouth Monster”. So it was not adopted.
There are all crazy mutants outside. They want to tear Unit 211 to pieces. Ejecting it now is equivalent to a sheep taking the initiative to send it into the tiger's mouth. As long as you ah oh, it will soon be over. It became "Oli gives (poop)".
If we can get rid of the siege of those mutants and then eject, there may be a glimmer of hope.
"Know! Got it!"
Chen Fei was still alive and dead. His body was obviously intact, but this big bear kept yelling and screaming blindly.
Let’s go!
Unit No. 211 suddenly raised its nose and climbed vertically.
“Ahhh! It’s out of control!”
Chekhov's tenor goes straight to "the broken tiles fall to the ground".
A False Dragon FA-143 directly above was unable to dodge and was directly hit. The entire cockpit cover was covered in blood.
Unit No. 211 remained unabated and turned into a Sky Monkey, continuing to climb up without slowing down at all.
After the scene of the large-scale air crash, this thing became very unscientific.
"Gravity Adjustment Module, 5%"
The current thrust-to-weight ratio of the PT6A series engine...who smashed the calculator.
“Ah……………………”
Chekov’s lung capacity was indeed amazing, and he didn’t stop for a minute.
The communication channel was completely silent.
Chen Fei pressed a button casually, and Unit 211 laid an "egg".
The 500-pound bomb broke away from the central axis, flew up for more than ten meters, and then began to fall back down.
The unwilling Pseudo-Flying Dragons FA-143 flapped their wings vigorously and followed in pursuit below. One of them opened its mouth wide... and the bomb went straight into its throat.
Hiccup! ~
The mutant burped with satisfaction.
The next second, violent fire burst out from its body, instantly engulfing all its companions.
The high-altitude airflow swept away the blood stuck to the cockpit cover and the surface of the aircraft body, but the three-proof coating did not allow these sticky things to remain.
On the ground, a pseudo-flying dragon FA-143 with broken wings fell helplessly from the sky, fell to the ground, twisted its neck, and its wailing sound became weaker and weaker.
Boom! ~
A thick and long electric dragon flashed inside the gloomy clouds, spreading thousands of meters in an instant, forming a strange and dense tree-like pattern.
Murthy raindrops the size of soybeans fell heavily from the sky. The heavy rain had arrived, and the sky and the earth were shrouded in a curtain of rain.
Aircraft No. 211, which continued to climb vertically, did not reach the thick rain clouds, leveled lightly, and maintained a spiral trajectory to slowly lower its altitude. The "Big Mouth Monsters" of the "Zhenxiang" Squadron followed one after another. A large diagonal formation was reorganized.
“What happened just now?”
Chekhov’s Big Bear, whose heart was pounding like a wild boar, panted heavily. He had lost control of Unit 211 and let go completely. He lifted his hand and allowed the body to maintain its hovering and descending posture. You don't need to guess to know that this is definitely not a miracle, but the "rookie" behind is operating this "Big Mouth Monster".
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(End of this chapter)